We were finished with lunch at Culver’s and I was holding the door open for Paul to push mom’s chair out to the car, when I felt as though something had poked me in the eye. Well what do you do when something pokes you in the eye? Rub the eye of course. This I did, yet by the time I was in the car and ready to start the engine, it was still feeling odd. So I flipped down the visor to take a look in the mirror, and was aghast at the pool of blood filling half my eyeball. I’ve never had a blood vessel burst in my eye before. It’s a bit disconcerting. I told mom on the way home that I’ll have to get an eye patch, and between my patch and her peg leg we should make a pretty decent pirate. 🙂
Pauline Holston
3 Sep 2012I’m sorry to have to confess that I actually chuckled at the picture! I haven’t seen you since we got home….so hope it’s looking better!